𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑|
❝Why can't you see
that I'm not going
to ever leave you?
I care for you too
much. So, here's a
promise. I'm not
going to leave you.
Not now, not ever.❞
𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟
𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞
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▌𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐒𝐢𝐱 ━︎━︎ 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝 ▌
━︎━︎━︎━︎𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 quickly met up with Steve and Sam, coming to a stop when they spotted Bucky who was unconscious, his metal arm trapped underneath a large rock. A deep frown fell on Allison's face as she crossed her arms over her chest. Olivia placed a hand on her shoulder before walking over to Steve.
"You alright?" She softly asked.
Steve glanced at her before nodding his head. "Yeah. I'm good." He nodded towards Bucky. "Let me know when he wakes up." He left the room, walking into another section of the abandoned warehouse they were currently resided in.
"I wish there was a way to get them out of his head." Allison softly mumbled, causing Sam and Olivia to look at her. "I wish there was a way to get them out of my head." Olivia's heart broke at her sisters words. "If you knew the things I'd done. . ." Allison shook her head.
"Hey," Olivia grabbed her hand. "What you did under HYDRA's control doesn't matter. It wasn't you. It wasn't your fault." She nodded towards Bucky. "It wasn't his either." Olivia sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Natasha is going to be so pissed at me."
"Just because you chose opposite sides, doesn't mean you have to ruin your relationship. Just because you both have different perspectives, it shouldn't have to change how you feel."
"I love her." Olivia said. "And I know she loves me."
Allison gave her a small smile. "That's all that matters."
A soft groan echoed in the room, and the three turned to see Bucky beginning to wake up. Allison wanted to rush to his side, but forced herself to stop. Sam called for Steve and he quickly re-entered the room. Bucky let out another groan before his eyes found Steve's. "Steve," he mumbled.
"Which Bucky am I talking to?" Steve asked.
Bucky paused, thinking. "Your mom's name was Sarah." A small smile pulled on the corners of his lips as he let out a soft chuckle. "You used to wear newspapers in your shoes."
"Can't read that in a museum."
Sam looked at him in disbelief. "Just like that, we're supposed to be cool?"
"Sam," Allison softly said, glancing at the man. Sam met her eyes and said nothing else.
Bucky looked around. "What did I do?"
"Enough." Steve replied.
Bucky bowed his head, guilt and shame immediately flooding his features. "Oh, God, I knew this would happen. Everything HYDRA put inside me is still there. All he had to do is say the goddamn words."
